I’m about to keel over and die from exhaustion. My geometry project is done; I didn’t even procrastinate, surprisingly. We could also make a kite for extra credit- mine, of course, will never fly, me being architecturally impaired. Being quite brilliant in other areas, I made a nice little cd with a video taken by my dad with the digital camera- of me launching the kite with a bottle rocket hot-glued to its back. I better get some credit for creativity, anyway!

So, I have musical rehearsal until six or seven each night, and dance T, W, and Th of course. Nutcracker dress rehearsal is tomorrow and the show is on Saturday, so I’ll have to miss play practice. My coccyx is sore again- I’m going to need to go back to the chiropractor after the show, as he told me that the tendons holding it in place were quite weak after it being messed up for a month or two and it was likely to pop back out again. Then I’ll have two weeks for Christmas to rest and heal. Ah, yes. That will be nice. Very nice.